As I was leaving for my lunch break a little while ago, I ran into several coworkers in separate places exiting the building who said, "Oh, are you leaving for the day too?" Yeah right. I don't get that sort of luxury, thanks. In fact, it sort of feels like I'm the only one still here. And when I think about it, that's not altogether unlikely.

I went to a nearby convenience store and saw an old lady who not only left her car running while she ran inside, she left the car door hanging open as well. That seems like an open invitation saying "please feel free to steal my car or any personal belongs which may be inside of it", but hey, maybe it's just me.

I also went for a nice long drive with no particular destination. I found a radio station playing 80's songs "in honor of the Fourth of July", because as we all know, if Independence Day and 80's music don't go together then what does?! Anyway, driving along with the windows down, singing along with Michael Jackson, the Bangles, and Poison is enough to lift anyone's spirits, if only a little.

It's nice to drive aimlessly with no fear of getting lost. Imagine if I was late getting back to work and my excuse was that I got lost? But oddly enough, I seem to know my way around a good deal of towns and locations. In fact, I've developed quite a reputation for giving directions to wayward clients trying to get here. I guess we all have special talents.  ¶ 3:11 PM